| It was many years ago
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| Many years ago you were in love
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| Falling leaves staggered along Sokolniki
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| And the beer pavilion shone at midnight
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| Your girl didn't know about it
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| Where drunk you disappeared in the evenings
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| Walking her home, and then
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| For port wine I suffered about my love
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| Ah, autumn - the leaves of that first love
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| The wind blows away, does not ask, blows away
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| And will not return, call do not call
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| First love autumn, autumn
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| Ah, autumn - the leaves of that first love
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| There were no sweeter those September minutes
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| And the girl is pretty and proud
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| You knew they wouldn't give it to you
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| They will never give up for anything and never
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| You walked alone, you are not famous, not rich
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| Almost crying from my love dramas
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| Leaf fall whispered along Sokolniki
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| And you were rocked by an extra hundred grams
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| Ah, autumn - the leaves of that first love
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| The wind blows away, does not ask, blows away
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| And will not return, call do not call
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| First love autumn, autumn
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| Ah, autumn - the leaves of that first love
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| Thirty years have passed since those distant times
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| You returned home from distant lands
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| You won't find that beer pavilion now
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| Someone's restaurant took over this place
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| But the same ash and maple remained
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| And the same crazy leaf fall
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| Many years ago you were in love
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| Not known to anyone and not rich
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| Ah, autumn - the leaves of that first love
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| The wind blows away, does not ask, blows away
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| And will not return, call do not call
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| First love autumn, autumn
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| Ah, autumn - the leaves of that first love
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| Autumn, autumn
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| Ah, autumn - the leaves of that first love
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| Leaves of that first love
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| Leaves of that first love |